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86. The Woman At His Bedside

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[Two Weeks Later]

~ALINA’S POV~

The darkness had weight.

Not the peaceful kind you fall asleep into, but the kind that clings to your skin and drags you deeper.

Like hands pulling me under, smothering me, drowning me in silence.

Somewhere in the void, I could hear the sound of my own heartbeat.

Slow, heavy, and louder than it should be, echoing through the black like the only thing left alive.

Then came the voice.

A scream—mine, then a flash of red.

I was back there in Vince’s house, with Vince.

I could see his face again.

That horrible, empty smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. I could feel the chill of the night wind in my bones, the ache in my wrists from where he pinned me down.

Then—

Valentino.

He appeared like a flash of light through the chaos, breaking through the door like a fury from hell. His voice was the last thing I’d heard that night before the darkness swallowed me whole.

“Alina!”

And then, gunfire. So much gunfire. Then I felt his
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